Shout Out (feat. Lil Herb, King L) - Lil Bibby

Shout out my connect, he give techs to the set and my shooters the wildest

Boa I be so fresh like I’m ready for death man shout out to my stylist

My shorties they on it, they blowin', keep scorin' like that white boy on Dallas

This money keep pilin', shout out my lawyer don’t know what a trial is

Shout out to lil bro, cause for me he gon' blow

He’ll let that 40 cal spit

I got so many hoes, I can’t trust 'em

I don’t let know where my house is

Gotta keep a gun on me, cause I be pourin' pints of lean

Smokin' dope by the ounces

Fuck nigga bet not run up on me

Imma let this 30 squeeze til that bitch go silent

Cause I be countin hunnids, lot of hunnids

So many hunnids I’m tired of thumbin'

We got choppas that hold a hunnid

We tired of drummin'

Always fyin' onna oppers so they tired of runnin'

High speeds with the jakes they be tired of comin'

I got a lotta haters think I gotta buy a Uzi

I be buyin' 30 clips, I never bought a movie

I was rockin' Louie inna video wit' Louie

Bein' stuipid smokin' doobies we just need some booties

Tell the squad they could get a pic wit me and Louie

Dumb bitch you can’t pick, you fuckin' me AND Louie

Fucked a bitch like 26 and I was still a juvie

I was totin' 30 clips when I was still a juvie

Smoke asked who up next, I said him and Juvie

And this bezel on my wrist it look like crystal rubies

And I never been a bitch so you gon' have to shoot me

Fuck nigga!

My shooters shoot shooters

They stay double breasted they should work at Hooters

I smoke out wit' Herb

I be ballin' wit' Bibby, these niggas is losers

Got 40s wit' 30s, the shooters is shorties

And on that bitch rollin'

My life is a movie

My name is Louie, but they call me Tony

Buy some new choppers for oppers

Black card it ain’t got no limit

On Essesx wit' the No Limits

Before rap I was gettin' money

Finesse you right out yo money

No exchange when I’m wit' Armani

I keep some killers around me

Young Bama just got out the county

They can’t keep real niggas down

Run up and drill niggas down

Roll up the dope where the bitches

Snitches get bullets not stitches

Yo BM give my dick kisses

You kiss her on IG pictures

I go to sleep wit' my Nin

In case they tweak in the dream

AK gun hit up a team

Get on that wit' that machine

Face shots put him on the screen

Tell and they might kill yo mama

How you gon' live wit' that karma

Underdog like Rocky

Go hard till they drop me

They know they can’t stop me

Sprite dirty as the opps be

Operation lookin' sloppy

The feds tryna watch me

And they say they got me

Servin' on camera

I told 'em that it’s not me

Get a deal if he cop three

I’m hotter than the block be

Me and Herb inna drophead

Middle finger to the haters

Tell 'em drop dead

She gon' do the whole squad

Cause we got bread

All my hittas got dreads

Look like mopheads

You can catch me ridin' in the Jag

The hammer in the stash

Holes in the skully

We use it like a mask

I just make a call

Have them shooters on yo ass

Gotta brand new 30

Fo gon use it on yo ass

Kick a nigga door, where the weed at?

Cause we need that, best believe that

If he act dumb, bro squeeze that

Where the money and the loud and the keys at?

Niggas snitchin' but my lawyer gon' beat that

You don’t even gotta ask, nigga we strapped

Plus my young niggas know where he sleep at

You’ll never catch me slippin' cause I keep that